The billowing green gas in their midst did not make the suited gang members feel good about their odd. Though if they were going down, they were going to take that bat-suited freak down with them. Despite still feeling the disorientation effects and starting to lose consciousness, they sprayed bullets toward Vesper. Until they couldn't due to lack of consciousness.

One of Hellkitten's thugs was disarmed by her chakram tire rim. He cussed and held his hand as the man next to him didn't quite get a shot off as his gun was knocked aside and a fist sent him flat on his back.

Bullets that missed Vesper slammed into the windshield of limo, killing the driver behind the glass. The driver slumped forward, and his body weight made his foot go hard on the gas pedal. The limo lurched and then sped down the street.